Rewind - March 2021

 I'm very happy when I write. So you all can guess how my March was! Hopefully, April will be better.




तुम किसी मौड़ पे थाम लो शायद मेरा हाथ 

बस यही सोच-सोच मचल जाती है उँगलियाँ


There are 2 kinds of wounds. One gives you the ability to bear all kinds of pain. The other takes away your ability to love again.


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